Monday, August 28, 2006

Despair

Sometimes the darkness
Coats my fur
Covering my in a warm, thick
Patch of pain

My claws declawed
My fangs defanged
I am, in a word
spent

Such is a cat's life
a spinning cavalcade of doom
nonchalantly pecking
at my soul

like the death-crows
that capitavte me

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